Choosing is a choice

“I choose not to choose life. I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who need reasons when you’ve got heroin?” (From the movie Trainspotting, see below)

I’m so lucky. I have everything I need, I’m healthy, and I have seemingly unlimited opportunities to do what I want. It’s the easiest starting point for any action I can think of, but yet it’s the hadest thing to get started. Regardless of all possible anxieties (what will others choose, choosing is loosing, what is the ideal choice, see post “The pacifying ideology of choice“) I have to choose to make some choices or I will end up in a passive state of indicisiveness. And the trick is, I find it easier to make choices that are nice to make, and less limiting (e.g. buying a hamburger) than choices that are quite limiting and only nice in the long run (e.g. going on a diet).

So I have to remember to make choices for my ‘current self’ and my ‘future self’ (See post “When am I?“)… sigh…

Introduction to the movie Trainspotting (1996)